Hi! I can't update every day, but at least 4-5 a week, , maybe more or less. Sorry!
Nerdychicks316- eep! Sorry!
Queenc1- I hope so too haha. And yes, ally can't and I don't think she will. :)
Kaylee- YAY! Thanks! I love reading lists:) and thanks!
AustinandAlly- SiberianHuskies- I love you name ok:) and maybe ;(
Jamesmaslow4evz- I.k.r.
writermeAL- pretty much. He might die tho... It's 50/50. Well not really but :)
Austin froze. I froze. The world stopped spinning.
No, This can't be happening! Austin won't get cancer or die! I felt myself tearing up. I love him.
I look at him. Austin's eyes are widened. I see his emotions quickly change to anger. His face is turning redder by the second. His fists are clenched, and so are his teeth.
"What did you say!?" He growled. This is not good. His eyes narrowed, and instead of being hazel, they were darker than mine.
He slammed his fist on the table. "I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!" He yelled. Everyone stopped working. The nurses turned and stared at us. "Mr. Moon, please quiet your voice-" The nurse was interrupted.
"How about a shot of SHUT THE FUCK UP?" Austin couldn't handle it anymore. I started rubbing circles on his back, and he looked at me. His eyes softened, until he turned back around.
Doctor R came over.
"I'm sorry Austin. But your liver is beyond repair."
He ran his hand through his shabby blonde hair. "This isn't real." He muttered.
He suddenly got up and kicked the chair. "THIS ISN'T FUCKING REAL!" He yelled. He stormed out of the office.
Oh my god. My eyes are filling with tears. I run out of the office, closing the door. As I jog past the patients, all eyes are on me. I squeak, I don't like being the centre of attention. "Austin, Austin!" I call out.
I find him in the car, waiting for me. I get in, and look at him. He's trying to control his anger.
He starts the car. I'm looking at the scenery. Upstate is really beautiful.( For those who don't know it's where the ponds and the woods are, almost all brooklyners have a upstate house) soon, were home.
When I walk thought the doorway, I stop In my tracks.
He's pouring himself another drink.
